“What’ll happen to Cleo, I wonder. She was on one of those buses, wasn’t she?”
“Cleo’s dead, too, baby.”
“Huh? Did you lump her in with the members and partners?”
“She was still suppsed to be but she was still in their infirmary so she was loaded on one of the slave buses. That was the only part of the plan that went awry. But the bus she was on? The driver tried to break up a fight and a couple girls held him down while a bunch of other girls took turns beating her to death. Fifty or more people to one, Cleo didn’t stand a chance.
“Um, yikes.”
“Karma.”
“Double yikes.”
“Karma’s a fickle bitch. Some of us, it gets in our face. Others, it passes us by. Thankfully,” he said.
I put my head on his shoulder and blew out a long breath, “No. You’re a good guy. Karma isn’t looking to hurt you.”
Dare snickered.
Cleo, gone. Jason, gone. Gan Chen, Joseph Lucas, Rafe Ruiz, Delgado, gone.
Felicia Sapphire? Gone.
Thank God.
Oh, and Truly Garnet? Her name is actually Julie. She’s in Thailand somewhere. She and cutie pie Irish hacker Jonas kind of hit it off. They started off talking computer security hacks and by the end of things, they were off in a corner looking very very cozy.
She has my number, if she needs anything. Dare is going to send her money and help her set herself up.
My tracker software still directs to my tracker, in case anything exists anywhere Jonas couldn’t remove. He accessed online cloud storage and did a bunch of tweaks but said we couldn’t be too careful. He redirected Julie/Truly’s tracker software to make it look like she died on the Kruna resort property.
I don’t know what happened to that security guard who brought her to us. I had a feeling he was no longer. But I didn’t need to know.
Dare carried me to bed.
God, I loved it when he did that.
He slowly undressed me. He kissed from my mouth to my navel, and then back up to my breasts, which he teased with his tongue.
I reached into his pants, for his beautiful hard cock.
“Hands over your head. Be my good girl,” he said, his mouth going down to my pelvic bone. My jeans were shimmied off and then he spread my legs wide and twirled his tongue over my clit.
“Can I touch you?”
“Not yet.”
“Please, Master?” I begged, “I want to touch you so much.”
“Mmm, okay Angelbaby, touch me.”
I sat up as he got onto his knees in front of me. I pulled his zipper down, took out his cock, and wrapped my lips around it. He threw his head back and moaned deep and huskily.
I loved to make him make that noise.
We had sex three times that night. It was beautiful. It felt as good as every other time but even better, because Kruna was no more.
Tia